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Sagar Patagundi’s Story

By April 30, 2013 No Comments



I was looking for a picture of my family. I came to realize that I don’t have any pictures of my family together since I was at age 3-4. These past 21 years of my life there has someone always that’s been missing out of my life because of immigration issues. When I was in India, my father was here for more than a few years to find a employer who would sponsor him. When he did, he came back to India and got us our Visa’s to come to the States, I was with my family from 2002-2005. Then in 2005 when my father went to get his H1-B approved for the THIRD time he was rejected again and revoked his 10 year multiple visa back to the U.S.

I have not seen him, or felt his presence around me ever since. He missed my graduation, he missed my activities that I was involved with in high school, he missed out on my move in day for college. It never crossed my mind all the things he missed out on, and how he probably felt about it as well till recently. There are still so many things he will probably miss out on, it hurts to think about it. My College graduation? He is going to miss out on *sigh. Now, last year I had to send my mom off to take care of my dad, I haven’t seen my mom since Aug 1st, 2011. One of the hardest things I’ve done in my life was sending my mom off back to India. I wouldn’t shed a tear in front of her, I had to be strong for her. When she was ready to go through TSA she put her head down and starting crying. One of the hardest things in life is to see a mother cry for you. It was devastating, it was hard for me to see her to do that, and knowing that I won’t see her again for god knows how long. Well, at least I don’t have to worry about my father anymore.

Me and my brothers have grown very much through this struggle. We were pushed out into the real world at a early age. We had to start early to mature, and take care of ourselves. I realized, you can’t just sit there and wait on something to happen. If you want anything done, then you got to get up and make the moves yourself. So once again, my family is torn apart. I’m glad I have my brothers with me. But the empty feeling of my parents not being here will can never be replaced by anything right now. I’m waiting for that picture of my family back together.